Media Watch (Still a work in progress.)

Normal version—No summaries.


Manson Girl Tries to Shoot President:
The LA Times, September 5, 1975

Front page story from the evening paper hours after the incident.

‘Squeaky’ Picked a Spot—and Then Just Waited:
The LA Times, September 6, 1975

The George Skelton account discussed in Bravin’s Squeaky: The Life and Times of Lynette Alice Fromme.

Fromme Vilified Ford, Friends Say:
The LA Times, September 6, 1975

Sandra Good and Susan Murphy talk to reporters on the lawn at 1725 P Street; includes photo.

“Squeaky” Has History of Trouble with Law:
The LA Times, September 6, 1975

Some background on the “Family”; comments on the Willetts. A few quotes from Lyn.

Manson “Family”—It’s Scattered and in Prison:
The LA Times, September 6, 1975

Background on the Los Angeles murders; some where-are-they-now stuff.

Panel Receives Manson Letter:
The LA Times, September 6, 1975

Lawmakers received an unrelated letter from Manson two weeks before the Ford incident.

‘Your life on the line’—Reporter recounts Fromme’s threat:
The Chicago Tribune, September 6, 1975

Fromme had contacted journalist with a message from Manson.

No Manson Edict, Disciple Says:
The LA Times, September 7, 1975

Sandy Good says Fromme acted on her own.

Fromme First Woman to Try to Kill a President:
The Washington Post, September 7, 1975

Seven paragraphs restating the headline.

Had No Time to React in Gun Incident, Ford Says:
The LA Times, September 8, 1975

Jerry and Betty talk to reporters; includes photo.

FBI Gets No Specific Answers From Manson:
The LA Times, September 8, 1975

FBI questioning of Manson; Fromme update.

‘Treat You Like a Child’:
The New York Times, September 8, 1975

Lynette Fromme expresses dissatisfaction with not having been taken seriously in the past.

Fromme’s “Sugar Daddy”:
The LA Times, September 9, 1975

Harold Boro background; history of the gun. Includes photo.

Fromme Called, Talked of Violence, L.A. Judge Says:
The LA Times, September 10, 1975

Judge Choate threats; Boro described by various sources; comments by prison officials on correspondence between Manson and Fromme.

Grand Jury Indicts Fromme:
The LA Times, September 11, 1975

Grand jury indicts for attempt to assassinate.

The Girl Who Almost Killed Ford:
Time, September 15, 1975

Time magazine cover story on the incident; includes photo.

Ford’s Brush With Death:
Newsweek, September 15, 1975

Newsweek magazine cover story on the incident.

Squeaky Gets Offer to Publish Her Book:
The Chicago Tribune, September 20, 1975

Offered $1,000 for manuscript, but does not accept; some bail updates.

Leaves From a Family Album:
Newsweek, September 22, 1975

Updates on Kasabian, Kitty, and Cappy.

The Significance of Squeaky Fromme:
The Wall Street Journal, September 24, 1975

Claire Booth Luce on Lynette Fromme.

Letters to the Editor:
Time, October 6, 1975

In reaction to cover story; includes letter from Roman Polanski.

Manson Film Barred Due to Miss Fromme’s Trial:
The New York Times, October 17, 1975

Private screening held by the Court.

My Trip With Squeaky: Just One of Charlie’s Girls by Paul Krassner; from Rolling Stone, October 23, 1975

Extensive Krassner piece recounting his dealings with Fromme and other “Manson women”. Don’t miss the Bugliosi quote toward the end.

Squeaky’s ‘I Hate Ford’ Remark Told at Her Trial:
The Chicago Tribune, November 12, 1975

Includes photo of Manson’s Scientology auditor.

‘Without Manson, I’m Dead,’ Squeaky Cries:
The Chicago Tribune, November 12, 1975

Some trial coverage, with notes on Boro testimony.

Fromme Judge Told Weird Plot:
The Chicago Tribune, November 13, 1975

Possible plan to have an industrialist assassinated.

TRIALS: Squeaky and Jerry:
Newsweek, November 24, 1975

Account of trial proceedings.

TRIALS: Judgment on Squeaky:
Newsweek, December 8, 1975

Conviction story.

Fromme Friends Seek to be Freed:
The New York Times, December 24, 1975

Sandy and Heather seek to be freed without bail and allowed to act as their own attorneys.



Good Declares Prison Wish:
The Dallas Morning News, March 3, 1976

Refuses to present a defense at trial; Fromme, wearing a black robe, refuses to testify.

Lynette Fromme Carried Screaming From Court:
The Wall Street Journal, March 15, 1976

Sandy and Heather’s conspiracy trial.

2 Manson Followers Convicted of Plot:
The New York Times, March 17, 1976

Sandy and Heather convicted; Sandy burns $100 bill in front of jury. Includes photo.

Member of Manson Family Escapes From Coast Prison:
The New York Times, August 16, 1976

Heather escapes from Terminal Island.

Squeaky and Sara Jane:
Newsweek, November 8, 1976

Lynette Fromme and Sara Jane Moore adjust to prison life.

Wire Report: The Associated Press, November 17, 1978

James T. Craig and Edward Barabas murders; Pricilla Cooper; Fromme’s comments on both.

One Man’s Family:
Newsweek, January 23, 1978

Updates on Kasabian, Van Houten, Krenwinkel, Atkins, Watson, Fromme, and Good.

Wire Report: The Associated Press, March 13, 1979

Fromme’s assault on Julienne Busic.

Fromme Faces New Charges:
The Washington Post, March 14, 1979

Shorter article on the Busic incident.



Manson Family Member to be Freed Over Her Protests:
LA Times, March 1, 1985

Sandra Good describes her impending release as “really stupid”.

Manson Family Women Find New Kin in Prison:
The Record (New Jersey), March 18, 1985

Good prefers life in prison; ATWA comments.

Sandra Good Won’t Quit Jail for N.J. Facility:
The Philadelphia Daily News, March 29, 1985

Rejects mandatory release date.

Manson Follower Rejects Parole Terms:
The Lexington Herald-Leader, March 30, 1985

Refuses to leave due to bar on communicating with Manson.

“Squeaky” Still Says She Didn’t Intend to Kill Ford:
The Sacramento Bee, September 5, 1985

Comments from Fromme, Virga, and MacBride.

“Squeaky” Ignores Parole Hearing:
The Philadelphia Inquirer, September 5, 1985

Will have the option every two months.

Two Who Stalked Ford: 10 Years After:
Newsweek, September 9, 1985

Fromme and Moore updates.

Manson Follower Good Paroled:
The Sacramento Bee, December 3, 1985

Agrees not to contact Manson for five years.

Manson Follower Moves in, and City Gets the Jitters:
The Detroit Free Press, December 12, 1985

Sandra Good arrives in Burlington, Vermont.

Vt. Town Fears Move there by Manson Cultist:
The Philadelphia Inquirer, March 23, 1986

Blue moves to St George, Vermont.

Judges, DAs Fear Revenge From Convicts:
Daily News of Los Angeles, November 23, 1986

Lynette Fromme describes Judge MacBride’s living room to him.



Ford Recalling Assassination Try is Hot Video:
The Sacramento Bee, April 8, 1987

Previously sealed tape of Ford’s testimony released.

Presidential Assailant Fromme Apparently Escapes From Prison:
The Lexington Herald-Leader, December 24, 1987

Fromme turns up missing.

Transcript:  Lynette Fromme Escapes from Prison: ABC World News Tonight, December 24, 1987

Fromme, Warden Ron Buckhart, and Vincent Bugliosi.

Did She Act on Impulse or Purpose?:
The Sacramento Bee, December 25, 1987

Insightful article musing on the motivation behind Lyn’s escape.

Nationwide Alert is Issued:
The Lexington Herald-Leader, December 25, 1987

The hunt for Fromme.

Policia Busca a Mujer Que Atento Contra Gerald Ford:
El Nuevo Herald (Miami), December 25, 1987

Report on the escape and search, in Spanish.

Vuelta a Capturar Atacante de Ford:
El Nuevo Herald (Miami), December 26, 1987

Longer article with some biographical information, in Spanish.

Fromme Captured Outside Prison:
The Lexington Herald-Leader, December 26, 1987

Recapture story. Steven Kay quoted.

FROMME RECAPTURED: The Russian Information Agency ITAR-TASS, December 26, 1987

Soviet press release on the recapture, in English (oddly, entirely in capitals).

Prison Officials Try to Find Out Reason for Fromme’s Escape:
The Lexington Herald-Leader, December 27, 1987

Staff members muse on the situation.

Manson Rumor Is Checked In Fromme’s Prison Escape:
The New York Times, December 27, 1987

No conclusions are reached.

For Fromme, 20 Years Revering Manson:
The Record (New Jersey), December 27, 1987

Biographical sketch with Grogan update and Fromme quotes.

Feds Thought Fromme Wouldn’t Escape:
The Philadelphia Daily News, December 28, 1987

Admit that she was not institutionalized.

Fromme to Face Grand Jury Probe:
The Boston Globe, December 29, 1987

Formal investigation of escape begins.



Squeaky’s Christmas Hike:
Time, January 4, 1988

Brief report on the escape.

“Squeaky” Found Guilty of December Jail Break:
The Philadelphia Daily News, March 15, 1988

Conviction story. Fromme’s testimony quoted.

“Squeaky” Fromme Transferred to Lexington:
The Lexington Herald-Leader, June 5, 1988

Higher security demanded.

“Squeaky” Fromme, 4 Others Moved With Closing of FCI High-Security Unit:
The Lexington Herald-Leader, August 25, 1988

Security level of Lexington facility changes.

Inside Information:
The Orlando Sentinel, August 25, 1988

Fromme “less than enchanted” with her new home.

Fromme Says We’re All Mass Murderers:
The Orlando Sentinel, February 27, 1989

Interview regarding ecology, Ford, and Marianna.

Fromme Says She Didn’t Really Want to Kill Ford:
The St. Petersburg Times, February 28, 1989

More comments on the interview cited above.

Mansonite Goes Public to Aid Lake:
The Philadelphia Daily News, November 24, 1989

Sandra Good moves, drops alias to draw attention to the plight of Lake Champlain.

A Ghost of Manson Reappears In the East:
The New York Times, December 5, 1989

Sandy in Vermont.

Hendrickson Alleges Geraldo Rivera Violated Injunction:
The Entertainment Litigation Reporter, July 22, 1991

Manson director Robert Hendrickson takes Geraldo to court over footage of Lynette Fromme.

Transcript:  Red and Blue interview, circa 1993.

Mostly about Manson.

Twenty-Five Years Later, She’s Still Loyal to Him:
The Fresno Bee, August 7, 1994

Lengthy Sandra Good update.

Transcript:   Unused material from Dianne Sawyer’s 1994 Turning Point interview with Lyn.

Comments on Manson, the murders, the media, and Manson’s conviction.

Manson’s Loyal Disciple:
The Tampa Tribune, December 5, 1997

Extensive review of Jess Bravin’s Squeaky: the Life and Times of Lynette Alice Fromme, with Fromme’s comments on the book.

Federal Judge Thomas J. MacBride Dies:
The Sacramento Bee, January 7, 2000

Obituary for the judge who presided over Lyn’s trial, with photo.

“Squeaky” Ignores Parole Hearing

From the Philadelphia Inquirer, September 5, 1985:

“Squeaky” Ignores Parole Hearing

Ann Kolson, Inquirer Staff Writer
(The Associated Press, Reuters and United Press International
contributed to this report.)

Lynette “Squeaky” Fromme, serving a life sentence for attempting to assassinate then-President Gerald Ford in 1975, chose not to appear before a parole commission yesterday. The follower of Charles Manson is incarcerated at the Federal Correctional Institution for Women in Charleston, W. Va., where a prison spokesman describes her as “pleasant and cooperative.” Under federal statutes, Fromme is allowed to apply for parole after serving 10 years of her term. Although she turned down this chance, Fromme will have the option of appearing before the commission every two months. “She has not given us any reason for not having this hearing,” spokesman David Helman said. “I don’t know what her thinking is, but it’s not uncommon. Some inmates don’t think they have much of a likelihood of gaining parole anyway.”

Letter, on birthdays Appeared in part in Schreck’s The Manson File—No date.

Mr. Connolly — (your title)

Mr. Robt. Russell
[address deleted]
[address deleted]

wrote & I got it the same day yours came. He wanted to know my birthday also. Does that mean anything to you?

It meant to me that I had to write another letter that couldn’t get too real or it would be misunderstood.
I can’t help you with your school report. Earth cries and you want my birthdate. If the report had something to do with survival when the money reality falls, you wouldn’t know what to write because the money mom holds the leash & the reigns—mom earth is under her trampling discontent—Look at the Big Bitch selling pieces of Air, Land, Water & her children’s asses

And you people look down at me.

When you are gasping for air we’ll see who is hysterical.

I’m not fighting for a cause. I’m fighting for my life, trapped by my own knowing. (The soul is it’s own reward). But you sit back and enjoy your T.V. life a little longer.

Don’t let your personality fool you into being offended. Personalities & words are just clothes. I really don’t play that birthday game.

L. Fromme

A note on this letter.  This letter, originally handwritten, covered two pages, the second of which appeared in Nikolas Schreck’s excellent book, The Manson File, published by Amok in 1989. To see the second page as it was reproduced by Schreck, 

Letter 2/12


     5 pages enclosed expressing current feelings & statements ranging from 1970— recently. The final 2 pages I wrote as frontispiece to a story a magazine wanted to use. We decided later against allowing them to make money off of us. The book was a large paperback w/ contributions from numerous writers. Manson said that he might have given me some encouragement on that project, but I think that what the publishers did put in the book was far better than the story I had written. (They reprinted in the book part of a magazine article about him that was good).

I’m wondering about sending all material I have, if I do decide to contribute, to Boyd since he’s to be the editor of the proposed book. I’ve sent him copies of these 5 pages. He can make copies, tho his $ is scarce.

I sent you a letter of mine and one of CM recently. You should have it by now. Please copy his letter for me. I liked it & I wanted to re-read it, however I’d kept it for long enough & thought I best mail it.

Thanks for the ph. # & letter etc duplicates to send on. I dreamt of taking out “The Crawl” about the 70 mile Sunset Blvd. experience 5 of us had crawling to the Hall of Justice where Manson was held in L.A. It ends with us being snubbed by the press after 7 full days on our hands & knees (& numerous experiences behind us that I only can allude to in a frightened story). (I’m not a writer but I can play thoughts—yet it’s not enough to meet my own standards). Still I’ll see what it looks like. Oh! I started to say —it ends with us sitting on the sidewalk, wrapping out bruised, scabbing bloody knees & cleaning our grubby hands w/ alcohol just as the sun is getting hot & the prosecutor in his 3pc. tweed suit meets us on his way to work. Always dapper & snappy he greets us as if meeting us for a luncheon recipe.

“Hi girls,” he says (and w/o flinching) “what’re you doing?” Brenda looked up & told him we were trying to wake a few people up.

“You’ll never do it that way” he said, shaking his head. “You’ll have to put a bomb at their feet.” And with that he was off, said he’d be late—to the prosecution of our friends for mass murder, & though his may sound like the wisest words, being as we thought 9 dead bodies would be enough, I recall vividly the bitter irony through the smoggy sunlight & our weariness and I’m surprised we’ve lasted this long in the pursuit of peaceful change except for our unwillingness to run amok. It wasn’t suicide we wanted but the burial of dead systems of thought.


As for “Manson’s right wing revolutionary cause”, I believe that if Manson had wings he’d have at least two of them and a substantial body of his soul self in the center.

Letter 1/10/83


     Your letter—short as it is—touched on a lot of subjects & inspires a lot of comeback.
I’m sending an article about the punk rock movement—if it can be called a movement. Check how the Jews got in to turn it.
Manson is versatile & can deal with & move a lot of different thoughts to a balance for natural order.
Also a photo of Blue & a visitor (Rick) You know him?
—And a couple of articles
We’d like to read The Lightening & The Sun—Can receive books anytime w/o prior approval—should be sent from any type of book store or established seller or religious place.
Blue asks if you wrote “Good Riddance, John Lennon” for the Liberty Bell & if George Dietz is the friend you mentioned who prints his own material, books.
Also if you know any of the fellas in the Odinist bike club.

Will write more—


Oh yes—send pictures of yourself if you will & we would appreciate seeing photos of your paintings—We always have been interested in art

Three Excerpts from Lynette Fromme’s Unpublished Book

Three Excerpts from
Lynette Fromme’s Unpublished Book


We all came from houses with doors, doors that were supposed to be closed when there were things going on that we weren’t supposed to see, and when our pants were down. Making love was never shown to us. It was explained, as if a chore and a duty, hidden behind those doors. And little by little, action by action, we learned not to believe in anything, and that the word “Love” was not understandable, so, therefore, not to be discussed often. In essence, we learned all the guilt, the heavy guilt, that makes bad out of feeling good.

Out from under we popped, to get away from those doors, and the chore of it, and find something exciting, and do something that felt good.


My father had kicked me out of his house at the height of an argument over an opinion difference. He had become so enraged. He told me never to come back, and that was all the severance it took. I had no place to go. I stuck out my thumb on a freeway entrance, going through all my tears to Venice, where I remembered beatniks lived. Afraid, with all my books, my dictionary, my eye makeup clutched to me, I sat on a bench staring at the ocean.

Suddenly, an elfish, dirty little creature in a little cap hopped over the low wall, grinning, saying “What’s the problem?” He was either old, or very young. I couldn’t tell. He had a two-day beard and reminded me of a fancy hobo—rather elegant, but my fear was up.

“How did you know?” I started to say, and he smiled really bright, and I had the strangest feeling that he knew my thoughts.

“Up in the Haight I’m called the gardener,” he said. “I tend to all the flower children.” My mind was struck with the thought . . . that a gardener plants seeds, and I became more afraid and clenched my legs together. “It’s alright,” he told me, and I could feel in his voice that it was. He had the most delicate, quick motion, like magic, as if glided along by air, and a smile that went from warm daddy to twinkely devil. I couldn’t tell what he was.

I was enchanted and afraid all at once, and I put my head down and wished he would go away, and when I looked up, really he was gone! And I turned my head, wanting to talk to him now with urgency. And as soon as I turned back around, there he was again, sitting on the wall, grinning at me. I had only conceived of such things in fairy tales.

“So your father kicked you out,” he said with certainty, and once again my mind went with the wind, and I laughed and relaxed . . . We talked and I felt very good with him and freer, much freer. “The way out of a room is not through the door,” he said, laughing. “Just don’t want out and you’re free.” Then he unfolded a tale of the 20 years he’s spent behind bars, of the struggle and the giving up and the loving of himself.

We came back to the fact that I didn’t have any place to go. He told me that he was on his way to the woods up north and that I could come with him if I wished. I declined, having obligations to fulfill, having three weeks of my first college semester left. Then I looked at him, wanting to get up, crunching up my face in thought. “Well,” he said, moving down the walk, “I can’t make up your mind for you.” He smiled a soft feeling and was on his way. I grabbed my books, running to catch up with him. I don’t know why—I didn’t care—and I never left.


I felt close to him and layed on his shoulder, wanting a daddy to hold me . . . I hoped that he would pursue me or touch me, or rape me or anything good really, yet without me giving up to it. It was a little girl-game I wanted to play. But instead he told me: “So, you’ve been hurt and now you’ve locked yourself up. You’ve got all your love tied up in the past, and associated with bad or sad experiences. You wanted your daddy to hit you, didn’t you?” It was so and I nodded. As all daughters, I had wanted all the attention I could get from my daddy . . .

Day by day, we became more aware of Charlie, who was ever aware of us, and each tree and each branch and each leaf. The way he explained it was this: “What’s happened, see, is me not adjusting to the ‘Free World’. I’ve made up my own world. In other words, I didn’t and wouldn’t adjust to society and their reality of things.

Proposed Introduction to an Unpublished Book by Lynette Fromme, 1977

Proposed Introduction
to an Unpublished Book by Lynette Fromme, 1977

As long as the man is tucked away in asylum/prison/grave, you can say anything you want about him. Anything. You can lie in more movies and bogus books for money. You can pretend to play like him. You can orgy with your awkward paws and dance your frantic feet off, joke about his suffering, draw your very life from his blood. But you have not the soul to face him.

He’s a genius you don’t recognize, in a ragged coat, with no tails for you to ride—or in secret, his majesty could blind you. The first time I saw him dance, I ran out of the room. He’s in motions and sounds, not words, and he’s hidden because he gave everything he was asked for.

People said that I was Manson’s main woman, people who didn’t know that Manson treated all women around him as one. His main woman is the truth. She comes before anyone and anything and he’s always with her in life or death. He married her in a dark hole. He knew alone. Three grades of school. Thirty years in a cage. Pulled out of solitary confinement dead—or a reflection and the balance of whatever group he’s in.

Born into this imbalanced world of women’s law in 1967, carrying Truth over the threshold, he met thousands of young in the streets. I was one of them. He stood our words up in Truth. He never broke our wills. We put up our lives, and the symbol of one finger as alternative to anarchy.

He knew what anarchy would do to the Earth. She has been treated like he has, by people too proud to look and too scared to see. He was thinking Earth-balance before I was born, and in the 50s he set the thought for International People’s Court of Retribution so that everyone will know what they’ve done to air, land, water and the soul of the Earth.

Everyone has wanted to make him small. Yet a monster. Stupid. With hypnotic powers. A fascist. And a Commie. And prejudiced nigger-lover. A macho punk. Both Christ and the Devil. Or, on the opposite side of everything.

We told the world Manson is a reflection, yet even President Nixon, a lawyer, publicly declared Manson “guilty, directly or indirectly” before the trial was over, and set his own downfall. Believe it or not, Rome stumbled over the truth in one bastard.

November 10

NOV. 10

1.  My action in court Friday was not a frivolous disruption but a rational commitment based on principle.
2.  The results of this trial specifically hinge on my intent.
3.  I went to the Capitol and came to court specifically to draw attention to the problems of the world that directly affect my state of mind and my physical body and to offer a way to clean up the world. This is my intent.
4.  I do not have the answers and as a woman I do not intend to play my own thoughts over the truth. I can clearly state the problems and tell you that I suffer from them.
I feel that symbolically I am the earth and with relief I would hear Manson give the answers as he and the family would have had they had the chance to put on their defense. Their defense is my defense. I can*t go to trial without them.
5.  Letting the family speak in my defense is the only way we will be able to clean up this world—I PUT MY LIFE ON IT.

Lyn Fromme



Statement for the Record

Statement for the Record

To the matter of defense:

The court has stated repeatedly that the case is to be tried based on the facts in evidence; that the defendant will not be permitted to make any political statements, nor to use the court room as a forum for talking about such “ecology” issues as endangered redwood trees, nuclear power plants, polluted air and water.

I have talked late into the nights with my client (me), affirming my original position in defense. I have taken into consideration the court’s warnings—and most importantly, the reasons behind these warnings, and I wish at this time to let response to the earlier warnings of the court be known.

* Let the record reflect

*      that this defendant is not charged with the murder of the President; that the charge is “attempted assassination”,

*      that it is this defendant’s understanding that the U.S. Attorney must prove beyond doubt that the defendant intended “knowingly and wilfully” to murder the President,

*      that intent is very clearly a state of mind; that intent is a THOUGHT before and during an ACTION; that the inquiry of such may well open the defendant’s mind for scrutiny; and that the defendant’s state of mind may be directly concerned with such social matters as the court has deemed unfit for court consumption.

In order of due process

Circa 4 Nov., 1975

In order of due process

I am sincere in telling the court that I have only one chance for the defense of myself, the man and the country. I am telling the court that the problems of the country left for the young people to solve are directly concerning my intent on September 5, 1975. I am telling the court that nobody will really know what my intent was unless I testify, unless I give witness to my state of mind. Circumstantial evidence is not a live witness. I want the court to notice that the condition of the United States is most clearly related to Mr Ford the President and to my intent and that to refuse to allow me to present my intent, is to leave me without defense and therefore condemned. The defense has the right to put on the witnesses that will exculpate the defendant-ie take away the guilt. Denial of this right makes “fair trial” just two words.
I am co-counsel and as co-counsel I have the right to represent myself, speak for myself and conduct myself and my trial by myself in my best interests in order of due process.
I fire John Virga as part of my defense. Manson is the only one that can speak for me.
You will not by law, run this trial without me just because the attorney thinks its a good idea. You do note that I am one half of this defense and have already put in my record a clause about moving without my permission which would automatically sever my co-counsel.
I cannot be tried without me. I will not watch your T.V. behind the court room until you put my defense on it. (Manson and all the family). The Red robe belongs to that family. I can go to trial or wear this robe only with their permission. They did not get a defense. Nixson claimed them guilty “directly or indirectly” They did not have a voice in the court room.
I came here to make you aware of that, and to put my life up in their will as it once was. I want to go wherever they go. I cant possibly speak for them as they have layed six years under the worlds guilt and judgements for Nixson’s “Guilty, directly or indirectly.” They have spent years in solitude and have been shown no care of concern by the very communities that raised them. Soon the television will try to sell you the death that you fostered- everyone of you whose will it is to let the world and your air, waters, lands and wildlife die. I dont have the answers. Manson is the only chance to live I have.


In order of due process
I am co-counsel and as co-counsel I have the right to represent myself, speak for myself and conduct myself and my trial by myself in my best interests and the interests of my family. (What they want me to do, I’ll do.) The red robe is their sacrifice. I cannot wear it without their permission. I cannot go to trial as they were not given a fair trial. I came here to plead for the lives of my family, my children and the earth- my plea was innocent.